The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure.
Flagstaff, Arizona, USA
I think if we would have put hamfist on that rig at the state RR last weekend, J.R. might have had a slim chance of beating hammie in the 2 up sprint.
I would get so much more yard work done this way, as it stand now the grass is 8″ cause the trails have been too good to ride..
DANGEROUS FUN
Thus spake Zarathustra.
18. Old and Young Women
WHY stealest thou along so furtively in the twilight, Zarathustra?
And what hidest thou so carefully under thy mantle?
Is it a treasure that hath been given thee? Or a child that hath
been born thee? Or goest thou thyself on a thief’s errand, thou friend
of the evil?-
Verily, my brother, said Zarathustra, it is a treasure that hath
been given me: it is a little truth which I carry.
But it is naughty, like a young child; and if I hold not its
mouth, it screameth too loudly.
As I went on my way alone today, at the hour when the sun declineth,
there met me an old woman, and she spake thus unto my soul:
“Much hath Zarathustra spoken also to us women, but never spake he
unto us concerning woman.”
And I answered her: “Concerning woman, one should only talk unto
men.”
“Talk also unto me of woman,” said she; “I am old enough to forget
it presently.”
And I obliged the old woman and spake thus unto her:
Everything in woman is a riddle, and everything in woman hath one
solution- it is called pregnancy.
Man is for woman a means: the purpose is always the child. But
what is woman for man?
Two different things wanteth the true man: danger and diversion.
Therefore wanteth he woman, as the most dangerous plaything.
Man shall be trained for war, and woman for the recreation of the
warrior: all else is folly.
…ETC
…i feel so shallow when i see a paean that is ripped from the depths of some guy who looked at a picture of a chick on a lawnmower bike…
The only reason to shop at yard sales! Random ass shit.
http://www.lawnmowerbob.com/
BIKE mag photographer Bob Allen’s version
I think if we would have put hamfist on that rig at the state RR last weekend, J.R. might have had a slim chance of beating hammie in the 2 up sprint.
I would get so much more yard work done this way, as it stand now the grass is 8″ cause the trails have been too good to ride..
DANGEROUS FUN
Thus spake Zarathustra.
18. Old and Young Women
WHY stealest thou along so furtively in the twilight, Zarathustra?
And what hidest thou so carefully under thy mantle?
Is it a treasure that hath been given thee? Or a child that hath
been born thee? Or goest thou thyself on a thief’s errand, thou friend
of the evil?-
Verily, my brother, said Zarathustra, it is a treasure that hath
been given me: it is a little truth which I carry.
But it is naughty, like a young child; and if I hold not its
mouth, it screameth too loudly.
As I went on my way alone today, at the hour when the sun declineth,
there met me an old woman, and she spake thus unto my soul:
“Much hath Zarathustra spoken also to us women, but never spake he
unto us concerning woman.”
And I answered her: “Concerning woman, one should only talk unto
men.”
“Talk also unto me of woman,” said she; “I am old enough to forget
it presently.”
And I obliged the old woman and spake thus unto her:
Everything in woman is a riddle, and everything in woman hath one
solution- it is called pregnancy.
Man is for woman a means: the purpose is always the child. But
what is woman for man?
Two different things wanteth the true man: danger and diversion.
Therefore wanteth he woman, as the most dangerous plaything.
Man shall be trained for war, and woman for the recreation of the
warrior: all else is folly.
…ETC
…i feel so shallow when i see a paean that is ripped from the depths of some guy who looked at a picture of a chick on a lawnmower bike…
DANGERFUN !